Luyện nghe bài hát Gettin' Gettin'

Tyga, bitch. (Oh oh oh)
Yeah, Tyga-man, Gator, GED.
'07's been a year.
And uh, '08's be a better one.

Hey, hey, going on in the world today?
Can it be a way I pronounce my
Like, hey mama,
my way,
Heard you up good, baby,
Be my maid,
Oh, you got a
Silver car,
Pick one, plenty in my shopping cart,
But no of meat can hurt my heart,
I'm in a veggie-race,
All I eat is cake,
If I away,
It'd be the last thing I ate,
Oh my my,
signs,
alive!
Frankenstein!
Tyga,
I'm,
Einstein,
crimes,
guy,
I'm make them tired,
My talk,
Baby like at my fucking dial!

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

Hey, yo, how you doing? My is Gator
All the room, I be gettin' that paper,
Boy oh boy, I like to this,
chick, and the tin it,
then I it,
I pa-poo-pa-pa for spinach,
and it makes you feel I'm trippin,' (I'm not)
'Cause you ain't the trips I'm trippin,' (I'm over here)
No nightmares, is Christmas,
I'll buy you you want, bitch,
Lay off the shit-list,
I'm and gettin,'
And you forget this,
dollar that I see,
While my pop bottles in the VIP,
you don't know no better,
But to get cheddar,
Hauntin' day,
Yeah, forever
Money, money, money,
Yeah, my schedule,
You too cheap,
You to ever

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

The is not over.
We just to take a quick intermission.
Whoo, tired.
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it back.
[Music

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day, (Oh, oh)
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every (Oh)

Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day,
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
day, (Oh, oh)
I'm,
Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
Every

I'm getting dollar,
I could do it eyes closed,
And I'm waiting on this to come,
When it get here going crazy,
the thousand-year ten-thousand-aire,
I ain't no-one when I put it in the air,
just self-made out of your age,
Tell the to go to bed,
'Cause I don't hear marketing highness,
I cheese when I sing,
Why Z, is skill grade of a G?
I'm on tour,
Haters, you know where to me,
Haters, you where to find me,

(Hey, you know this right, Tyga.
This right, man.)

Gettin,' gettin,'
Every,
dollar